This is all true, I suppose, but it also skirts the issue. The answer, for me, is paradoxical. I think of nothing and everything. Usually at the same time. Which is just another way of saying that I’m not really thinking. Rather, I’m listening. To myself, in an as unintentional manner as possible.
Krupica looks at the introspection that happens on long runs, bookended with some discussion of David Foster Wallace's last book. Pretty much all of the best things are here.
The Napa Valley Marathon was held yesterday out in California. The race winners were Chris Mocko (2:24) and Devon Crosby-Helms (2:39, sixth place overall).
Meyer Friedman, former New Orleans resident and Tulane grad, won the Rock 'n' Roll New Orleans Marathon on Sunday (2:27). He has won the New Orleans marathon five times.
Sadly, a 37-year old runner collapsed on the race course and later died in the hospital during the Little Rock Marathon yesterday.
With very few exceptions, most of us do not run for a living. And, while I certainly admire those fortunate few who are able to run full-time and support themselves with running, I would guess that not even those folks are motivated to run by material rewards alone. Rather, as I’ve been around the sport for the last 17 years, it looks to me as though autonomy, mastery, and purpose are as much of a driving force behind what motivates us to run as anything else and may perhaps lend credence to Pink’s observations.